The overall coordination and arrangement of the disembarkation related matters made Mo Zhuo, who had just woken up from hibernation, busy for more than 20 hours before it was properly arranged.

At this moment, I can finally rest and sleep for a while.

At this time, Mo Zhuo remembered the already old figure of the leader of the Mosoti civilization.

"There are seventeen second-level civilizations under the Southern Star Civilization. Our Mosoti civilization was originally ranked in the top three, but now, it has slipped to the bottom of ten. ”

In the darkness, Mosoti, who was lying quietly on the bed, was still thinking silently.

As a high-ranking member of the military, as a rising star in the military, Modro has a clear understanding of the real situation of the Mosoti civilization.

"The rest of the affiliated civilizations are doing their best to improve their rankings in exchange for civilization security. Over the past thousands of years, our Mosoti civilization has become more and more scattered. Pleasures were rampant in the civilization, and the high-level people were extravagant, and most of the precious Nanxing Yuan foreign exchange was exchanged for luxury goods produced by the Nanxing civilization.

Leaders tried to reinvigorate civilization, but the internal resistance was too great to falter. Before I set off, our civilization obviously had a perfect opportunity to get permission to purchase an aerospace helicarrier eliminated by the military of the Southern Star civilization, once the purchase was successful, the military strength of our civilization would be greatly improved, and it could occupy an advantage in the war with the rest of the second-level civilizations.

But...... Ha ha. ”

Mo Zhuo smiled a little helplessly.

"Because Nanxingyuan has limited foreign exchange, if you buy the space carrier, it will squeeze the import share of luxury goods, resulting in no dream perfume available for the high-level people, no genetically improved star fish to eat, so that the wives of the high-level do not have enough beauty times, so that the high-level families do not have enough bionic robots to use, and the proposal to buy the space carrier has been denied. The leaders pushed hard, but they couldn't get it.

Ay......

I hope that this mining project can make our civilized Nanxing Yuan foreign exchange sufficient. In this way, the leader will have more freedom in his hands and can really do something that is beneficial to civilization......"

Mo Zhuo knew very well in his heart that it was precisely because he was a senior military officer with a true sense of family and country, and that his ability was more outstanding than the rest, that the leader withstood the pressure and finally handed over the mining project to him.

Because the leader knows in his heart that only Modra can do this well. If it were someone else, half of the Nanxing Yuan foreign exchange earned by the mining project would eventually enter the treasury of the civilization. The remaining half must have disappeared into the pockets of officials at all levels in the process of being completely unclear.

"Rest assured, Leader. I can definitely do a good job here. Pray that our civilization will return to its former glory under your leadership......"

In silent prayer, Murdra fell asleep.

For the next two days, he was busy.

More than 1 million soldiers, workers, and engineers, and more than 4,000 spaceships involved are simply too many people and things. Fortunately, Mo Zhuo is not the kind of wine bag and rice bag that relies on nepotism and gift-giving to come up, so that everything can be arranged in an orderly manner.

It's finally time to disembark.

Murdra and the Fleet's top brass arrived at the fleet's flagship, the Glory.

The Glory Ship is a large, high-tech combat ship built with the highest level of second-level civilization technology. It has extremely powerful firepower and defense, and has played a great role in civilization's foreign wars.

There are less than 70 combat ships of the same level as the Glory, and there are only less than 70 of them in the entire Mosoti civilization. And there are four ships in the Seventh Fleet alone.

Now, these four highest-level warships in the civilization have all been brought to the solar system by Mo Zhuo.

At this moment, in the control room of the Glory spaceship, the captain of the Yunguang Aerospace Helicarrier, Yunguang's voice came again.

"Murdr, I'll unlock it in thirty seconds."

"Yes."

Thirty seconds later. The Yunguang Aerospace Helicarrier, the hundreds of "wings" with a length of up to two kilometers, were tightly fastened by cables, and the battleships and engineering ships belonging to the Seventh Fleet of the Mosoti Civilization were unlocked at the same time, disconnecting from the Yunguang spaceship.

"The lock has been lifted."

"Yes."

Mo Zhuo solemnly replied, and gave orders through the communication system to the captains of the four thousand warships and engineering ships.

"Start maneuvering!"

Four thousand spacecraft simultaneously activated ion propulsion equipment. Driven by the bright light, in the vast space, 4,000 spaceships sank at the same time, widening the distance from the Yunguang space carrier.

When the distance expanded to hundreds of kilometers, the sound of clouds and light came again.

"Murdra goodbye. One hundred and fifty years from now, I will come to the solar system, and I hope you will be able to mine enough quantities and types of minerals. ”

"Goodbye, Lord Yunguang. Looking forward to seeing you again in one hundred and fifty years. I also wish the great Southern Star civilization victory in the war. ”

After saying goodbye, the massive Yunguang space helicarrier began to adjust its ship's attitude. When it was done, tens of thousands of ion thrusters started at the same time and began to accelerate for it.

It will eventually accelerate to 80% of the speed of light, or 240,000 kilometers per second.

This is a high-speed speed that a second-level civilization like the Mosoti civilization would not dare to imagine.

A spaceship made by a second-level civilization, even if it is a spaceship specifically used for interstellar voyages, can reach a maximum speed of 15% of the speed of light, which is considered good. Higher speeds simply won't get there. Or even if you barely get there, you will sail forever because you don't have enough fuel to slow down, never stopping.

The technological gap between civilizations is so huge.

Modro knew that the helicarrier would first arrive in another galaxy, where it would take away the minerals that had been mined there by another civilization over the years and send them to the battlefield. After that, it will take away the ships and machines that need to be brought back to its homeland for repairs, and then it will set off again, and one hundred and fifty years later, it will reach the solar system again to carry away the minerals it has accumulated.

His mission is to mine and produce a sufficient amount of resources to supply the needs of the Southern Star Civilization in this hundred and fifty years.

Time was of the essence enough, and at this moment, it would take 30 years to slow down from 10% of the speed of light to stationary and sail to the solar system. We have to hurry.

A total of 4,000 ships slowly converged and arranged in a loose formation according to Mo Zhuo's instructions. After that, the four thousand ships began to slow down at the same time.

At the same time, a number of ion thrusters began to shoot light at the star called the Sun. Propelled by these rays of light, the ships slowed down by 3.2 centimeters with each second that passed.

This is the most economical and fuel-efficient reduction option.